There is a saying That we are worth more Than the sum of our parts It's like saying the sun Isn't a star It's a concept I can't believe My cracks Merging and breaking More than it all But I never feel myself By the end Bottling my feelings Before I Dragging my emotions along Deepening the cracks Do not or do Hearts slashed apart Here is everywhere and not Have nothing but my own thoughts Growing bitter Good is what we say Giving what they need to hear Warped inside Without a place to store Wandering and worldly Wonder left behind Fractured in and out For nothing but others Forsaking it all for their love